Chapter 1: I came with a knife, so why not invite me!

October is slightly cool, and autumn becomes autumn after rain.
East China Sea, Xishan Cemetery.
The emperor Xiao Qing, dressed in black, held an umbrella to block the rain, and looked at the tombstone quietly with a cold heart.
Wearing a black windbreaker over the knee, his figure is majestic, his facial features are like a sword, a sword eyebrow and a star. He was originally a peerless man, but when his eyes touched a pair of middle-aged men and women on the photo on the tombstone, his face was grim. , With a painful color.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"
His voice trembled and he gradually closed his eyes.
"Go, go...Leave the East China Sea and never come back."
"My son, Qingdi, we must survive!"
"Brother, I'm afraid... Brother..."
The scene of the year resurfaced, the father yelled in grief, the mother was tearful, and the twelve-year-old girl's fearful eyes seemed to be in front of her eyes.
Eight years ago, the Xiao Group encountered the greatest crisis. There were strong enemies outside. Several companies no weaker than the Xiao Group jointly dealt with the Xiao Group. Inside, there was the betrayal of the shareholders of the Xiao Group. The Xiao Group in the top ten fell.
At that time, Xiao Qingdi, who was only 16 years old, received a call from his parents on his way home from school to keep him away from the East China Sea. Soon after, he received news that his parents had jumped from the group building to death. His sister even disappeared.
The family collapsed, the parents died tragically, the sister disappeared... Then, the killer was chased and killed, all these scenes are vivid.
"If I hadn't jumped into the sea to survive, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to survive."
Emperor Xiao Qing opened his eyes, with a cold and harsh expression in his eyes.
He whispered to himself, "Eight years ago, I jumped into the sea in embarrassment and died nine deaths; eight years later, I came back, and the entire East China Sea should be trembling for me."
The sound is not loud, but it is full of murder.
Around, the cold wind blows, the fallen leaves are colorful, and the murderousness is swept up.
Eight years ago, Emperor Xiao Qing was missing in the East China Sea, but what no one knew was that there was an invincible bloodthirsty dragon king in that dark place.
Dragon King, the uncrowned king of the mercenary world in the world!
Today, he is back.
Those who insult me ​​will kill them!
The enemy of the year must be cut!
He came to kill.
The sky is getting dark and the wind is rustling.
Xiao Qingdi's face has returned to calm, "Dad, Mom, I have used all my strength to look for the clues of the past over the years. The little girl should be still alive. No matter what, I will find her."
At that time, Xiao Qingyan, a twelve-year-old little sister, disappeared. Emperor Xiao Qing used all his power to find her sister over the years, and finally learned that the little sister might not have died, and she was within the East China Sea.
This return is not only for revenge, but also for finding a loved one.
It seemed that the gods were making beauty, and the rain gradually stopped. The other people who came to worship their relatives and friends took out various tributes and prepared to burn paper money to the deceased according to the custom.
Light smoke rose from the side, it was a group of old and young people burning paper money.
"Nowadays young people are really ignorant. They come to this place with only a bunch of flowers, and don't know how to give paper money to the deceased." A middle-aged woman who likes to talk about burning paper money, while looking towards Emperor Xiao Qing's tone was disappointed with young people's ignorance.
Emperor Xiao Qing heard it, but when he put down his umbrella, with his hands on his back, he was so majestic that he looked like a mountain and a big mountain, and his eyes were on the way.
The next moment, ten men in black came quickly, each carrying a safe.
"Lord!"
The ten men in black were all grim and stood respectfully in front of Emperor Xiao Qing.
"Are things ready?" Xiao Qingdi asked.
"It's ready. A total of 100 million U.S. dollars in cash, 10 million in each box."
Ten men in black respectfully placed ten safes on the ground and opened them to reveal the contents inside. That is...
Boxes of green U.S. dollar bills were lying quietly!
"This...is this real dollars? My God, what are they doing?"
"They are all wearing black clothes, no... won't they just rob the bank..."
"..."
Beside, the middle-aged woman with a broken mouth and her family saw this scene, their complexion suddenly changed.
The man in black, with a murderous spirit, came to the cemetery with ten boxes of the most popular currency in the world today.
It looked like he had just robbed the bank.
But they saw the face of the other party, would the other party also kill themselves and others?
At this moment, they were so panicked that they didn't even dare to leave, for fear that they would be killed if they moved.
However, the next moment, they all opened their mouths wide, their eyes protruding, and looked at Emperor Xiao Qing with an incredulous color.
I saw Emperor Xiao Qing squatted halfway on the ground, holding a stack of dollars in his left hand and a lighter in his right, directly igniting the dollars.
"This...burn, burn..."
"Burning dollars..."
Others worship and burn paper money, while Emperor Xiao Qing worships and burns U.S. dollars... the number, one hundred million!
Ten boxes of US dollars piled up to a height of nearly one person. If calculated by weight, it was nearly a ton. However, these wealth that was enough to make countless people crazy was ignited at this moment.
Seeing stacks of dollars being thrown into the fire, the family next to them was speechless.
Ignoring the gazes of other people next to him, Emperor Xiao Qing looked silent, while burning the dollars, remembering the scene when he was a child.
"Child, do you know why you are so desperate to make money for your father?"
"Is it because Dad likes money?"
"Haha, your father, I am so desperate to make money, just to wait for one day after my mother and I pass away, the capital I left for you can be so strong that you can use real money as paper money to burn us."
That year, Emperor Xiao Qing was eight years old, but he remembered this sentence deeply in his mind.
"I wish this were just dreams."
Emperor Xiao Qing's eyes trembled.
Although, now he, let alone 100 million dollars, even if it is billions and tens of billions, he doesn't care, as long as he wants to have it at his fingertips; however, he hopes that all this is just a dream, and that he is still the Xiao family at this moment. The young master of the group is a rich second generation who can eat, drink and play.
The breeze blows, the flames are shining, and a few ashes rise into the sky, and gradually go away...
There were not many people who came to worship in the cemetery on rainy days, and as the nearby family left in shock, only Emperor Xiao Qing and his party were left.
For a long time, the flames were annihilated, and 100 million US dollars were turned into ashes.
Emperor Xiao Qing stood up with his hands behind his back, looking at the photos of his parents on the tombstone.
A light sigh, with infinite regret.
The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to support but the kiss does not wait.
This is the greatest pain in the world.
If you can keep your parents by your side, even if I change it with my monstrous power, there will be no regrets!
With a wave of his hand, nine of them in black quickly disappeared, leaving only one of them to wait on the side.
Emperor Xiao Qing bowed for nine salutes and left. Behind him, the only young man in black followed half a step behind, with a respectful look on his face.
Not far away, a tall and beautiful woman came with a bunch of flowers in her arms.
The blue and purple short shawl and small coat perfectly set off her slender figure. It is matched with a tender yellow velvet knee-length skirt and a pair of black high boots. The jet-black hair has a natural undulating arc on the shoulders. Exquisite, clear and bright eyes are like elves, with curved willow eyebrows, and the skin is tender, as if a goddess is alive.
She is Su Ruoyan, a descendant of the Su family, a prominent family in the East China Sea.
With an umbrella in one hand and flowers in the other, Su Ruoyan walked over with a trace of sadness on her face. Under the umbrella, she lowered her head slightly, and a strong wind blew over her, her umbrella hand could not be held firmly, the umbrella was blown up and flew forward, just falling at the feet of Emperor Xiao Qing.
The drizzle was flying, wet the blue silk.
Su Ruoyan hurriedly caught up to pick up the umbrella. She saw Emperor Xiao Qing picking it up and handing it over. She quickly showed gratitude. "Thank you so much. The wind was a bit big just now, so I accidentally didn’t take it. Steady, the umbrella was blown away."
At this moment, the four eyes are facing each other, and the bodies of both sides are shocked, and the shadow of the other is reflected in each other's eyes.
"you..."
At this moment, a feeling of deja vu came up, and Su Ruoyan couldn't help being stunned, and even the hand reaching out to receive the umbrella stopped in the air.
"Your umbrella."
Emperor Xiao Qing reminded.
"Oh, thank you. I'm sorry, you are a bit like a friend of mine." Su Ruoyan noticed his impoliteness and quickly took the umbrella to thank him.
While speaking, thinking of the person in her heart, Su Ruoyan's eyes showed a ray of helpless sadness.
"You are Welcome."
Emperor Xiao Qing said warmly, "The mountain breeze is relatively strong, so keep the umbrella lower to avoid being blown away again."
"Okay, thanks for the reminder."
Responded politely, and then the two passed by.
"It's really like him, but the two people have completely different temperaments. He was joking and carefree back then, but this man has a cold temperament and a majestic personality, no one can compare."
Taking a few steps forward, Su Ruoyan's mind was filled with the appearance of Emperor Xiao Qing, and she couldn't help turning her head to look at Emperor Xiao Qing, but she was only left with a back, so she had no choice but to look back and continue walking forward.
However, what she didn't notice was that when she turned her head, Emperor Xiao Qing also turned her head and looked at her, with rare tenderness in his eyes and he stopped talking.
Su Ruoyan walked to the cemetery ahead and found the flowers in front of the tombstone and the warm ashes. Her complexion changed, and she quickly turned her head to look for Emperor Xiao Qing, but she couldn't find it.
"Who the is he?"
..........
As night falls, although the autumn rain has stopped, the weather is Yu Liang.
Under the maple tree, Emperor Xiao Qing stood with his hands and looked at the entrance of the Royal International Hotel.
At this moment, outside the Wong Ting International Hotel, the luxury cars stopped one after another, and one by one, big-bellied merchants or well-dressed young men and women came out of it.
Tonight, Lin Jiaqi, the son of Lin Shengqi, a prominent family member of the East China Sea, invited famous families from all over the East China Sea to a birthday dinner. There are even more rumors that this time, Lin Jiayu and Huang Jiaqiang joined forces to form a family.
"Lin Shengqi, one of the three largest shareholders of the Xiao Group at that time."
Emperor Xiao Qing slowly lit a cigarette, sparks flickering, he looked at a young man in black who stood respectfully behind him, and smiled softly, "If the birthday party is not colored, how can it be called a celebration?"
As for the color, it is naturally the color of blood!
"Lord, let Xiaoqi take action." The black-clothed man bowed.
Opening his mouth lightly, a cloud of smoke rose dimly, but Xiao Qingdi's expression was very calm, "I want to do it myself, and I must let those families collapse a little bit, and let those people repent in despair."
The Lin Family of the East China Sea!
What a ridiculous wording. Over the years, if the Lin family had not joined up with several others to carve up the Xiao family, how could there be the Lin family now?
It would be too cheap for them to let these people die easily.
Xiao Qi bowed and saluted, not daring to say more.
"Don't you, I will go to Lin Jiaqi's birthday party."
Squeezing out the cigarette butt, flicking it, and throwing it accurately into the trash can more than ten meters away, Emperor Xiao Qing walked towards the Imperial Court Hotel.
"stop."
Emperor Xiao Qing was tall, wearing a black knee-length coat, with extraordinary bearing, coupled with his handsome and extraordinary face, anyone who saw him would praise a handsome young man.
However, when he wanted to enter the Wongtee International Hotel, he was stopped by security.
Those without invitations cannot enter.
Lin's family is a new prominent family in the East China Sea. Miss Lin's daughter has a birthday party. She has contracted the entire Wong Ting International Hotel. Those who do not hold invitations are not allowed to enter.
"No entry without invitation?"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Xiao Qing smiled.
I am here to kill with a butcher knife. Why do I need an invitation?
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